We picked up the broken pieces and I limped the bike to the Rest Stop where we kicked everything straight again and used pallet stabilizer jacks from a trucker to straighten out the handlebars, which were bent like a pretzel. We said a prayer and finished the remaining 250 miles to Atlanta where...
That's me in the white shirt disassembling the controls so we could bend the bars back again. My wrists were so tired I could barely use an allen wrench.
Cruising on Interstate 10, five of us on bikes with me in the lead. Traffic cruises at 80 to 85 mph. Speed limit is 70 down there. Traffic in front of me went chaotic as cars were dodging something in the road. Brake lights and tire smoke is all I could see as nailed the brakes, but not so hard...
The bars are twisted on both sides. If you use highway bars to protect your engine, and you lay it down at fast speeds, you can count on the bike flipping up on its wheels and coming down on the other side again.